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I U GEORGE: IJARR MvCUTCllEONI r Copyright. 1906. by Dodd. CHAPTER VI. In Which Dan Cupid Trespasses. D.VDY BAZELHURST was right. Penelope was making her way through the blackest of nights toward the home of Randolph Shaw. Ia deciding upon this step, aft er long deliberation, she had said to herself: "Randolph Shaw Is the only real man I've seen since coming to the mountains. I can trust him to help me tonight" It was fully three miles to Shaw's place, most of the way over the nar row valley road. She knew she would encounter but few . tortuous places. The last half mile, however, was steep, rugged and unfamiliar to her. She had ventured no nearer to his home than itenwood's deserted cottage, lying above and to the south of the road, al most at the base of the long hill on whose side Shaw had built bis big home. To climb that hill was no easy task in daylight; at midnight, with the stars obscured by clouds and trectops, there was something perilously uncer tain In the prospect. Only the knowledge that patience and courage eventually would bring ber to the end made the Journey pos sible. Time would lead her to the haven; care would make the road a friend; a stoutvheart was her best ally, j Strength of limb ana strength of pur pose she had, In use and in reserve. No power could have made .her turn back willingly. Her anxious eyes were set ahead In the blackness, tier runaway feet were eager In obedience to her will. "Why couldn't I have put it off until morning?" she was saying to herself s she passed down the graveled drive and advanced to meet the wall of trees that frowned blackly in her face. "What will he think? What will he say? Oh, he'll think I'm such a silly, romantic fool! No, he won't He'll understand. He'll help me on to Plattsburg tomorrow. But will he think I've done this for effect? Won't he think I'm actually throwing my self at his head? No, I can't turn back. I'd rather die than go back to that house. It won't matter what he thinks. I'll be away from all of it to morrow. I'll be out of his life, and 1 won't care what he thinks. England! Coodness! What's that?" She had turned a bend in the drive, and just ahead there was a light. A sigh of re lief followed the question. ' It came from the lantern which hung to a stake In the road where the new stone gate posts were being built by work men from town. Bazelhurst Villa was a quarter of a mile, through the park, behind her; the forest was ahead. At the gate she stopped between the half finished stone posts and looked ahead with the first shiver of dismay. Her limbs seemed ready to collapse. The flush of anger and excitement left her face. A white, desolate look came in its stead, ner eyes grew wide, and she blinked her lashes with an awed uncertainty that boded ill for the sta bility of her adventure. An owl hoot ed In mournful cadence close by, and she felt her hair was going straight on end. The tense fingers of one hand gripped the hnndle of the traveling bag. while the other went spasmod ically to her heart "Oh!" she gasped, moving over quick ly to the stake on which the lantern hung. The wind was rushing through the treetops with increased fervor, the air was cool and wet with the signs of rain, a swirl of dust flew up into her fare, the swish of leaves sounded like tho splashing of water in the air. Holding her heart for minutes, she at lnst regained some of the lost com posure. A hysterical laugh fell from her Hps. "What a goose! It was an owl, and I've heard hundreds of thetu up here. Still, they do sound different outside of one's own room, it's goiilg to rain. What wretched luck! Dear me, I can't stand here all night! How black It la abend there! O-o-o-h! Really, now, it does seem n bit terrifying. If I only had a lantern It wouldn't be soo ner gaze fell upon the laborers' lan tern that cluttered aimlessly, uselessly, against the stake. An instant later she had Jerked It from Its fastenings with a cry of Joy. "I'll send It back when they go for my trunks. What luck!" Without a second's hesitation she started off briskly Into the woodland rond, striding along with the splendid swing of the healthy englishwoman who has not been trained to dawdle. Her walking skirt gave free play to her limbs. She was far past the well known "line in the rood" before she paused to take a full breath and to re capitulate. Her heart beat faster, and the sudden glow in her cheek was not from the exercise. Somehow, out there alone In the world, the most amazing feeling of tenderness sped on ahead to Randoloph Shaw. She tried to put It from her. but It grew and grew. Then she blushed deep within herself, and her eyes grew sweet with the memory of those stolen, reprehensible hours along the frontier. Something within her breast cried out for those shining, gone by moments, something seemed to close down on her throat, something flooded ber eyes with a sortness that rolkri rm from .her entire bpflng. Xlielr Mead O Company. 8h Started Off Briskly Into the Wood land Road. UfleT- TKeTrnusurmoufllable "barfiCr: An absurd yet ineffable longing to fall down and kiss that line came over her with compelling force. ner head grew light with the thought of those moments when their horses stood with muzzles together as if kiss ing by proxy the flush grew deeper, though ber blood went cold and she trembled. A pitiful confusion seized her. an Inexplicable timidity crept Into her heart replacing the bold assurance that had been recklessly carrying her on to him. It was as though some ne had whispered the truth Into her ar and she was beginning to believe From that moment her courage be gan to fall. The glow from her Ian tern was a menace Instead of a help A sweet tlmorousness enveloped het and something tingled she knew not what Spattering raindrops whizzed in hei face, ominous forerunners from the Inky sky. The wind was whlstllna with shrill glee In the treetops and the treetops tried to flee before it. A mile and a half lay between her and the big cottage on the Uillslclc the most arduous part of the Journey by far. She walked and ran as though pursued, scudding ovttr the road with a swiftness that would have amazed another, but which seemed the essence of slowness to her. Thoughts of rob bers, tramps and wild beasts assailed her with intermittent terrors, but all served to diminish the feeling of shy ness that bad been interfering with her determination. Fast Renwood's cottage she sped, shuddering as she recognized the stone steps and path that ran up the hillside to the haunted house. Ghosts, witches and hobgoblins fell Into the procession of pursuers, cheered on by the prick ing wind that grew more noisome as ber feet carried her higher up the mountain. Now she was on new ground. She had never before explor ed so far ns this. Tho hill was steep and the road had black abysses out beyond Its eedgs. She was breathless, half dead from fatigue and terror, when at last her feet stumbled up the broad steps lead ing to his porch. Trembling, she sank into the rustic bench that stood against the wall. The lantern clattered to her feet and the bag with her Jewels, her letter of credit and her curling irons slid to tho floor behind the bench. Here ; was his borne! What enred she for the storm? Even as she lay there gasping for breath, her eyes on the shadowy moon that was breaking its way through the clouds, three men raced from the sta bles at Bazelhurst Villa, bent on find ing the mad young person who had tied the place. Scarcely knowing what di rection he took. Lord Bazelhurst led the way, followed by the duke and tho count, all of them supplied with car riage lamps, which at any other time would havo been sickening In their obtruslveness. Except for Lady Eve- 1 lyn the rest of the house slept the sleep of ease. Gradually Fenelopo recovered from the effects of the mad race up the hill. The sputtering llarao in the lantern called ber Into action. Clutching It from the floor of the porch, she softly began a tour of inspection, first look ing at her watch to find that It was the unholy hour of 2. Had some one yelled "Boo!" she would have swoon ed, so tense was every nerve. Now that she was here, what was she to do? Her heart came to her mouth, her hand shook, but not with fear; a nerv ous smile tried to wreak disaster to the concern in her eyes. The house was dark and still. No qpewastlrring. The porch was lit tered with rugs and cushions. Mr idle on a small table near the end stonl a decanter, a siphon and two glasses. Two? He had said he was alone ex cept lor the housekeeper and the serv ants. A visitor, then. This was not what she had expected. Her heart sank. It would be hard to face the master of the house, out a stranger? Cigarette stubs met her bewildered, troub.w-J gaze many of them. Deduc tion was easy out there in the lonely night. It was easy to see that Shaw and his companion sat up so lute that the servants had gone to bed. Distractedly tdie looked about for means of shelter on the porch until daylight could abet her In the flight to the village beyond. The storm was sure to come at no far distant time. She knew and feared the violence of the mountain rains. "By all that's holy," came in a man's voice, low toned and uncertain. "It Isn't a dream, after all!'1 She turned like a flash, with a star tled exclamation and an Instinctive movement as if to shield herself from unbidden gaze. Her lips parted, and ber heart pou'jded like a hammer. Standing in the doorway was Randolph Shaw, his figure looming up like a monstrous, wavering genie in the un certain light from the shaking lantern. His right hand was to his brow, and his eyes were wide with Incredulous Joy. She noticed that the left sleeve of his dinner Jacket hung limp and that the arm was in a white sling beneath. "Is It really you?" he cried, his hand going Instinctively to his watch pocket as if doubting that it was night instead of morning.. "I've I've run away from them!" she stammered. "It's 2 o'clock. Don't look. Oh. I'm so sorry now! Why did I"- "You ran away?" he exclaimed, com ing toward her. "Oh. It can't be a dream! You are there, aren't you?" She was a pitiable object as she stood there, powerless to retreat, shaking like a leaf. He took her by the shoul der. "Yes, It is you. Good Lord, what does It mean? What has happened? How did you come here? Are you alone?" "Utterly, miserably alone! Oh, Mr. Shaw!" she cried despairingly. "You will understand, won't you?" "Never! Never as long as I live. It Is beyond comprehension. The won derful part of It all Is that 1 was sit ting there dreaming of you yes, I was. I heard some one out here, investigated and found you you, of all people in the world. And I was dreaming that I held you In my arms. Yes, I was. I was dreaming It" "Mr. Shaw! You shouldn't"- "And I awoke to find you not In (ty arms, not In Bazelhurst Villa, but here here ou my porch." "Like a thief In the plght." she mur mured. "What do you think of me?" "Shall I tell you-really?" he cried. The light in bis eyes drove her back a step or two, panic in her heart. "N no. no not now!" she gasped, but a great wave of exaltation swept through her being. He turned and walked away, too dazed to speak. Without knowing It. she followed with hesltntlng steps. At the edge of the porch he paused and looked Into the darkness. "By Jove, 1 must be dreaming," she I heard him mutter. I "No, you are not." she declared dos ! jterately. "I am here. I ask your pro ! tectlon for the night. I am going away I to England tomorrow. I couldn't stay there I Just couldn't. I'm sorry I came here I'm" .. "Thank heaven, you did come," he exclaimed, turning to her Joyously. "You ara like a fairy the fairy prin cess come true. It's unbelievable! But but what was it you said about Eng land?" he concluded, suddenly sober. "I urn go-going home. There's no place else. I can't live with her," she said, a bit tremulously. "To England at once? Your father -will he"- "My father? I have no father. Oh!" with a sudden start Her eyes met his In a helpless stare. "I never thought. My home was at Bazelhurst castle their home. I can't go there. Good heavens, what am I to do?" (To Be Continued.) Mrs. Peter Holan, 11501 Buck eye Rd., Cleveland, 0., says: "Yes, indeed, I can recommend Foley's Honey and Tar Compound. My little boy had a bad case of whooping cough, some times he was blue in the face. I gave him Foley's Honey and Tar Com pound, ami it bad a remarkable effect, and cured him In a short time." Contains no harmful drugs. For sale bv F. G. Fricko & Co. TDEESTBDSH IWAHOOMILLCO. wahoo, neb. forest rose FLOUR . Forest Rose Floor Guaranteed at Good as Any on the Market -SOLD BY LEADING DEALERS s mr r Mi 1 Local News From Tuesday's Dally. Mr-. Tli a Wile Omaha paeni:er Uiis wt ait morning on No. lil. Miss Eleanor Todd departed this afternoon fop Omaha, where she will visit with friends. 1.'.... 1 1 1 - 1 ricii .tieisiuper ami wile uiove in this morning and were pas sengers for Omaha on No. 15. J. M. Meisinger of Eight Mile Grove was in the city today look ing: after some business matters. William Hire of Murray was in the city yesterday afternoon look ing af'er some business matters. J. (5. Meisinger was a pas senger this afternoon for Omaha to look after some business mat ters. Frank Blotzer of Cnllom was in the city today attending to some business matters at the court house. Mrs. S. E. Kerr, who went to Ithaca, Not)., to attend the fun eral of her cousin, returned home this morning. V. M. Mullis, tlie real estate man, was in the metropolis yes terday afternoon to look after business matters. C. L. Graves and daughter, Yernie, of Union, were in the city this morning looking after some business matters. Mrs. Luke Wiles and mot tier, Mrs. Henry Spanglcr, were ims- j gangers this morning for Omaha, where they spent the day. Miss Mae Ilhoden of Murray drove up to this city today and was a passenger ou No. 15 for Omaha, where she spent the day. II. R. Neitze!, wife and child de parted this morning for their home in Boise, Idaho, after an ex tended visit tiere with relatives and friends. F. J. Hennings and daughter departed this afternoon for Okla homa City, where they will visit for a time. Mrs. Hennings ac companied them as far as Omaha. D. J. Pittman and Meek Davis of Murray and 0. V. Young of Alva, Oklahoma, motored up from Murray in Mr. Davis' car this morning ami looked after some business matters. Mr. and Mrs. Marion Slenuot of Red Oak, Iowa, who have been visiting for a few days willi Mrs. Stennet's sister, Mrs. J. M. Johns, departed last evening on No. 2 foi fheir home. From Wednesday's Dally. Mrs. G. G. Meisinger was passenger this morning for Ben son, where she will visit with re I al ives. Mrs. William Heil and Miss Anna Heil were passengers this morning for Omaha, where they spent the day. The will of the late Thomas Payne was tiled for probate in the county court today. The estate is located near Greenwood. John V, L'rwin, one of the sturdy citizens of Louisville, was in the city today looking after some matters of business. County Commissioner Jordan was a passenger this afternoon for Norfolk, Neb., to look after some business matters for a short I ime. Miss Florence Vallery of the vicinity of Mynard, returned home yesterday morning, having spent several days with South Omaha friends. Mrs. Henry Ost, Miss Merger and Miss Shepherd of Nehawka motored to this city this morning and were passengers on No. 15 for Omaha. Uncle Ben Beckman and duugh ler, Mrs. Rheinackle, of near Mur ray, went to the city yesterday, looking after some business mat lers for the day. Frank Finkle and two sons of near Union were in the city today looking after some business mat ters. While in the city Frank and the boys called on the Journal. W. A. Hennings and son, W. C of the vicinity of Cedar Creek were visitors in this city today. W. C. called at this otllce and re newed his subscription to this paper for another year, Mrs. John Becker returned this morning from Galosburg and Pekin, where she had been visit ing. Mrs. Becker was present Monday at the wedding of her daughter, Miss Carrie, to Mr. Frank Cloidt, at Galesburg. The young people will remain to visit relatives for several days. Myspepsia is America's curse. To restore digestion, normal weight, good health and purify the blood, use Burdock Blood Millers. Sold at all drug stores. Price i.oo. Paper Napkins at this office. D. M. JONES LAID AT REST FRIDAY. OCTOBER 11 From Wednesday's Dally. 1 lie Journal is in receipt of a letter from Miss. Iva Jones, in forming us that the funeral of her brother, I). M. Jones, occurred last Friday afternoon at, 2::tO and was held at tier home in Franklin, Indiana, where Mr. Jones had niade his home for the past few- years. 1 he services were con ducted by the Grand Armv of the Republic, as Mr. Jones was a veteran of the civil war. Miss Jones stales that although her brother became quite well ac quainted in Franklin, his fondest. memories were of the old friends he had left in Nebraska, and one of his greatest regrets was that e was compelled to go without seeing uiem again. The physi cians who attended Mr. Jones dis covered that lie was suffering from cancer of tho lungs, the tuberculosis having entirely heal ed up. It is hoped to secure a more complete biography of Mr. Jones for publication in the'Jour- nal in (tie near future. BARN BURNED SUNDAY From Wednesday's Daily. I lie homo of Mr. ami Mrs. Leo Switzer, three miles north of Ne hawka, was the scene of a dis astrous tire Sunday morning,, by which a large barn and contents were destroyed. F.rnest Shomak er, a near neighbor, was the first to discover tho fire, but too lato to save the building. The contents consisted of three new sets of harness, halters, forks, hay and granary, tool shed, wagon shed, with new binder, new rubber-tired buggy and fanning mill, all of whicji are, a complete loss. The neighbors to the number of about thirty, arrived in time to save the garage and residence from being destroyed. Mr. and Mrs. Switzer had but little insurance on tho barn and contents. It is not stated how the barn caught fire, and the properly destroyed is a serious loss to Mr. Switzer. SENSATIONAL DIVORCE SUIT FILED IN DISTRICT COURT From Wednesday's Dally. Suit for divorce was com menced today in district court by John R. Pierson against Anna Pieison. This plaint iff alleges that defendant has at different times proceeded to subject the plaintiir to a public tongue lash ing on the street and otherwise made things warm for him. The parlies in the case reside in Union and were married in John son county several years ago. John 0. Watson appears as at torney for plaintiff in the case The plaintiff is cashier of the Union bank and the case may prove more interesting when the mailer comes up. In Honor of Miss Fern McBrlde. from Wednesday's Dally. Mrs. C. S. Johnson is giving an "at home" Ibis afternoon in honor of her niece, Miss Fern Mr Bride, of South Omaha, whose marriage lo Mr. Holmes of Omaha will oc cur in the near future. Miss Ethel Ballance will enter tain a number of guests tomorrow evening at a kitchen shower, in honor of Miss McBride. 77 sss2;o F. G. FRICKE & CO. COLORS RED, Little Boy Injured While Playing. From Wednesday's Daily. Yesterday while playing at school, near his home, west of this city, Barley, the 8-year-otd son of Mr. and Mrs. W. G. Mei singer, received wounds which proved quite painful to the young man. it seems the children were engaged in playing with an old wagon of some sort and Harler was unfortunate enough to fall down and the wagon ran over him, inflicting a cut on the back of his head and one on he right cheek that required three stitches to close. The boy was hurried to this city, where the wounds were dressed and the young man was made as comfortable as possible. He is sufferings a great deal of pain still from the wounds. SOMETHING NOVEL IN STORE FOR PLATTSMOUTH PEOPLE Something novel is in store for the theater-goer when the Adams. Hough and Howard musical fan tasy, "The Prince of Tonight," with Tom Arnold in the title role, will be presented at the Parmele theater on Saturday night, Octo ber 26. . Mr. Arnold's role is that of a college youth, poor but re sourceful, who is spurned bv a beautiful heiress whom he dares to love, and who eventually wins her after being transformed bv the mystic influence of a bloom. ing century plant into a prince of the mythical land of Lunitania. It is a pretty story, well told, and gives the authors an opportunity to introduce a number of pretty songs, snappy and witty lines, pretty girls, an excellent male chorus, a wealth of beautifut scenery, electrical effects, at tractive costumes and everything that goes to make up the best of musical extravaganza. John Nemetz Improving. From Wednesday'! Dally. 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